Joe Pan Shangri La La La Lollipop O Williamsburg! Burg of adventure & bowling! Of vendors too stoned/whatever to serve! O industrial hamlet of innocuous dissonance, the hipster elite,...
Joe Pan Odysseus Teaches One of His New Dogs to Say ‘I Love You’ Arrrr! O, arrrr! O, raw scar! How you ore our iron ire, ogre of Troy. Ere your errors, our ears were ewes wanting of...
G.C. Waldrep if not, less expert: elm-riven: light floods iteration’s domicile: how would you describe: as paraph, signature: strapped to winter’s gurney, its compound...
Annie Christain Winner, Greg Grummer Poetry Award "Come not between the Dragon and his wrath..." King Lear. Act I, Sc 2 "He thought the Beatles were witches flying on broomsticks from hell." –...
Sarah Cook music is just miles but longer the motion of a hand & another hand on a train the body constantly simulates theft the sound of which extends this plane beyond grip...
Maggie Millner Second Prize Winner, Greg Grummer Poetry Award During the storm, the culverts we crawl into are the size of silos. The ropeswing is hanging off the willow in the wind. It...
Stephen Brown To view a .PDF version of this poem, click here. Stephen Brown was born in 1976. He attended the University of Waterloo in Ontario and Athabasca University in Western Canada. His...
Karen An-Hwei Lee for Edith Piaf Je vois la vie en rose Little sparrow I see morpheus blooms A girl dead of meningitis Des mots de tous les jours grand-mère’s ill...
When I realized that I was no longer weighing down the boat. That someone had built a throne for me out of coral and abalone. That the walls were dissolving, like a final joy suppressed forever: ...